The best Quotes from The Flintstones

Barney Rubble has been my neighbor, my lodge brother and my best friend since the first time I went through the fifth grade.

Barney: "You're afraid to tell Wilma, aren't you?"
Fred: "Afraid? Now let's get this straight, Rubble, I don't need permission from my wife to make a decision. In my cave, I reign supreme!"
Barney: "I won't tell her, Fred."
Fred: "Thanks, pal."

Fred: "How can you be so stupid?"
Barney: "Hey, that's not very nice. Say you're sorry!"
Fred: "I'm sorry you're stupid."

Sorry I'm late, had car trouble. I picked up a nail. [Shows everyone a bandaid on his dirty foot]

Barney: "You know, Fred, I hear that eatin' too much red meat is bad for you."
Fred: "What a load of bunk. My father ate it every day of his life and he lived to the ripe old age of 38."

Fred: "Aww, she looks like a chip off the ol' block."
Barney: "Actually, more like a pebble off the ol' Flintstone."

Wilma: "It's been weeks since you had a good word for anybody or anything."
Fred: "Oh yeah, what about that thing I said about your mother last week?"
Wilma: "My mother?"
Fred: "I said, good riddance she lives 50 miles away."

We'll make new friends, there's 4,000 other people in this world.

Wilma: "I cannot believe you just sat there and let them walk out on us."
Fred: "At least I can walk around the house in my underwear again."
Wilma: "And that is more important to you than 20 years of friendship?"
Fred: "It is - on a hot day."

Fred Flintstone: "Barney, what would you do if you were holding the queen alone?"
Barney Rubble: "I don't know, Fred, it all depends on what time the king gets home."

Fred Flintstone: "I seem to have lost my appetite. What is this stuff, anyway?"
Pearl Slaghoople: "Health food, sonny. Just what the doctor ordered."
Fred Flintstone: "Then let the doctor eat it."

And another thing. If you don't take that insulting commercial off the air, I'll sue, report you to the FCC, and... slap your face!

He was a midget in the big house, see? And he tried to escape by wiggling through a mouse hole after lights out, but he outsmarted himself, see? 'Cause it wasn't a mouse hole, it was a light socket, and somebody turned the lights on.

Put daddy down, Bam Bam. Ouch! Not on the head!

Why can't they invent something for us to marry instead of women?

Bam, bam, bam! Hit after hit though
Rocks in my wrist, so I call 'em the Flintstones

TV is the best babysitter.

I hated Woody Woodpecker and Scooby-Doo, but I was a cartoon freak.

When I was a kid, I loved Popeye, but the old ones, the real old ones.

Yeah, the material's been good so far, although I'm sure there's got to be a drought coming someday.

Let me tell you something - being thought of as a beautiful woman has spared me nothing in life. No heartache, no trouble. Love has been difficult. Beauty is essentially meaningless and it is always transitory.

The first step is clearly defining what it is you're after, because without knowing that, you'll never get it.

If you set out to do something and you give it your all and it doesn't work out, be willing to modify your goal slightly. Have the ability to look in another direction. A small shift could guide you to the real purposes of your life.

I spent a lot of time with a crown on my head.

If you trust in yourself and fight for it until the end, your dreams will come true!

Charlie Brown: "We only live once, Snoopy."
Snoopy: "Wrong! We only die once. We live every day!"

Clever of me to use my spine to break my fall like that.

If I wanted the government in my house, I'd buy Alexa.

I love life. Yeah, I'm sad, but at the same time, I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like... it makes me feel alive, you know. It makes me feel human. The only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt something really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good. So I guess what I'm feeling is like a beautiful sadness.

What did you do, comb your hair with an eggbeater?

Averell: "I love exotic food! What do you call this delicious crust around the frijoles?"
Espuelas: "It's called a terracotta bowl, amigo."

Quagmire: "You got to help me. I'm looking for a little boy with red overalls and a yellow shirt."
French Man: "You are looking to buy or to rent?"
Quagmire: "What? No! God! How is Paris considered a classy city?"
French Man: "The buildings are beautiful, the people are trash."